Unfortunately, Samuro was caught and six flares were shot out instantly, directly teaching him and the sword saint who followed him to be human.

【Ball】: The common skills of hunters and rangers.

This is not a skill that can produce thieves and swordsmans in stealthy state by putting a light bullet that emits light heat. It has nothing to do with science, physics, etc.

What is contained in the [Ball] is an extension of the willpower of the Ranger.

Something is twisting the light?

What invisible creatures are venting the air?

Everything becomes invisible under the [Bulle] that condenses the willpower of the Ranger. Therefore, there is always only one flare for the Hunter and the Ranger at the same time.

Now, there are six top rangers who are flares at the same time.

If there were only two missing, Samuro might have a chance to escape. Unfortunately, there were six, with all-round care, both southeast, west, north and north.

Samuro was photographed immediately.

The moment the green burly figure was photographed, Samuro stopped moving. His muscles were still strong and full of strength, and his body still looked extremely agile, but everyone knew his weakness.

He is a hero in the eyes of the tribe, the thorns in the eyes of the alliance, and the nightmare of the kings...

Unfortunately, all Samuro's reputation will become history in a while.

"snort!!"

"Well!"

The Sword Saint who was knocked back into the ice cover just now made the last muffled groan in his life. In order not to affect the last chance of escape from Samuro, who replaced Dahl*'s third blood blade and became the new chief of the Fire Blade clan, even if they died, they should try not to interfere with Samuro.

Finally, a tear that slipped from his left eye socket cut open Samuro's firm face.

Without any words, he ignored the six elves heroes who were about to move around him, and looked up at Duke on the magic tower.

Duke sighed.

He admired Samuro's courage, it had nothing to do with the camp, but was simply impressed by Samuro's spirit.

Unfortunately, no matter how much you admire, understanding is understanding. This does not mean that Duke wants to give up the human position and lick a tribe's hero.

The hero of the enemy, my enemy of the enemy.

Duke also said nothing, and fell heavily with a knife posture.

“lok-tar-ogar!”

If you don’t win, you’d rather die!

The loud roar is the epitaph of the orc sword saint hero Samuro!

On the other hand, while the long-range attack on the city was temporarily suppressed by the trolls and orc swordsman, Orgrim launched another attack.

More orcs rushed up. They roughly used huge warhammers to shatter all the protruding ice stings, and then ignored the dwarf griffin knights who often flew past the sky to launch raids, stepped on the corpses of their orc companions, and launched a more violent attack on the city wall.

Alsace, who had just left the city wall, returned to the city wall surrounded by guards. Although it was not the front line, his appearance still greatly inspired the soldiers. Similarly, the generals who came from all over Chengli and their soldiers also supplemented the defense line well.

"The warriors of Lordaeron, raise your weapons and make those mean orcs regret their courage to rise up and invade our homeland."

Not far behind Arthas saw Arthas holding up his big sword with both hands. Duke felt like he saw the Lich King who raised the [Sadness of Frost] in the future.

Under the reminder of the guards, he saw Alsace coming, and there was a blush of excitement and nervousness on his face: "Your Excellency Deputy Commander, Lordaeron needs more reinforcements!"

Duke gave a gentle salute: "As you wish, Your Highness."

On the tribe side, Orgrim roared.

"Where is the ogre? Haven't the ogre arrived yet? How many people are there behind us?"

Zulushid replied: "The ogres are too slow, they are stuck on the mountain path. You know no one can command the idiots better except the two-headed ogres."

"What about our people?"

"The mountain road is too narrow, and we have at least two clans behind us."

When a tribe calculates the number of people at the legion level, it often takes large clans as units, and one clan means ten thousand people.

"Let them hurry up."

In order to achieve the maximum raid effect, Orgrim almost let the forward attack as soon as he got off the mountain. In fact, without Duke, the tribe had already attacked Lordaeron City and entered a street battle in the meat grinder state.

At this time, three dazzling red signal flares shot into the sky.

Orgrim's premonition of bad luck became stronger and stronger.

At the far end of the battlefield, a huge stream of dust suddenly appeared on the shore of the lake near Lake Lordamir and the Altlan Mountains.

The sound of horse hooves soaring into the sky shocked the entire battlefield.

To be honest, due to the terrain, the tribe does not have much opportunity to fight against human cavalry. This does not mean that Orgrim does not know the terror of the cavalry.

In the initial battles in the Elvin Forest, the tribal warriors also encountered cavalry. The scale of the cavalry was not very large. In the eyes of Orgrime at that time, this was the only type of troops that humans could compete with orc infantry.

"Not good!" Orgrim screamed in shock.

The time for the cavalry to arrive was so cruel. It happened that the tribe was pressing all over the line and could not give up any remaining strength.

On the southeast side of the lake, three huge battle flags flutter in the wind.

Orange background with an eagle flag.

Rapids Castle Highland Knights flag with red background.

Storm Kingdom golden lion flag with blue background.

No one expected that long before the destruction of Ultra Rank, Duke had already transferred the Knights of the Highlands and the Knights of the Storm Kingdom in advance. Now, after joining General Haas's Mountain Eagle Knights, there were as many as 2,500 knights and 7,000 cavalrymen gathered here by the lake.

They rode their horses from the ambush to the battlefield, and after quickly unfolding the formation.

The three generals were out of the list.

"For the fall of Ultraman!" General Haas closed his mask.

"For the blood debt of the Arachi Heights." King Soras Thorbain clamped his own rifle.

"For the destruction of Stormwind and the rage of the kingdom!" King Ryan Wrien raised the sword in his hand high.

"Charge" Duke Bervar Fertagen took the lead and opened the way in front. He held the warhammer in front like a spear.

He stabbed the war horse with the spurs. In the pain, the war horse rushed towards the orc army at high speed.

Most orcs focused on the city wall, which was unexpectedly strong and only had a little sunken under their fierce attack.

Only a few orcs heard Orgrim's orders and turned around to try to stop the torrent of war horses and riders. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!